Laundry

 

 

Last night the wind was driving the rain into my window pane something fierce. This morning, looking out my window, it doesn't look much better. Nothing like letting the weather dictate your day. Domestic duties it is. And secretly, I like it.

I take a shower and make myself a hot breakfast of eggs and sausage before gathering up my laundry to head back in the kitchen. Yes, the washing machine inhabits this room too. At first, I'm not sure how much I can throw in, as the casket appears to be only six inches deep, but as I keep tossing things in I realize there is more depth to this little machine then meets the eye.


After a shocking two hours, the clothes are done and I transfer them over to the dryer, which in our house, is located in the stairwell closet. Besides removing the lint, you have to pull a container from the bottom that collects water from the clothes. I empty this out in the kitchen sink, select what I hope are the right settings and pray that my clothes come out in a size that fits me.


In an hour or so I'll find out!